I slipped my pinky into her, eagerly pumping her passage, giving her no chance to accommodate this new size. Hope hopped up onto her bed as we followed her lead. Hope’s mom went out on a date and told us not to wait up for her. I knew exactly what she wanted. Yet she somehow muttered the words
“I’ll be here Friday night.”
I stroked her hair and whispered good girl in her ear. Now there was plenty of space for one to lay under her with full cunt control while the other lay on top annihilating her ass. To our appeasement Brooke drifted to sleep while tickling her little clit. Hope and I smirked and shrieked with glee once we realized Brooke was drunkenly knocked out leaving us with her body to play with. She started slowly pulling the bottle out then slowly pushing it back in.
